Mistaken

Mistaken over a glass of juice, saw drinking behind a glass-door it was one fine afternoon, time for siesta post the sunny noon a peaceful mountain valley lives around the hut, with abundant trees and birds, twittering since the time of dawn. Saw throats moving sip by Sip enjoying the flavour and tongues Swiping theContinue reading “Mistaken”

Silver Jubilee

(My father’s favourite) This is all courtesy of my lips and all the copyrightsAll the beguiling mystery and wonder some mightThe curve and stretch, the lines and groovesAnd hidden white shells, secret of twitch-in the lips. The day I married you, my luck was having a breakTissues in the pockets and snowflakes in the washerSocksContinue reading “Silver Jubilee”

The Sketch

Your life is as much emptyLike the Sketch, I left in that roomHalf pencilledTo look and wonderFor you have erased meFrom that base butI am a part of you for eternityEven you beg me to blacken furtherThe page hung on that wallAnd I grant you the very wishI am lost to the windFoaming over theContinue reading “The Sketch”

The bloody globe

I just want peace was my litany So deprived of this word my ears I feel blood seeping from my eyes Rather than tears And I taste the taste of copper My tongue wary of food it touches That rivers have flown of this blood On this very earth               What do I tell of myContinue reading “The bloody globe”

I am a woman

I was not thinking about it but it just came to me The moment of truth, the realisation That in moral, I am not independent And all because I am a woman They blow the horns of deception and lies Keep singing you are independent But the whisper behind the hands reach to me OnContinue reading “I am a woman”

I am and I am not.

Sitting there on the table, drinking tea I am just a dot sometimes needed and sometimes not I was dispersing like smoke Scattered like wind a fist full of colour or a misty smog dying the sky or a summer song like in the morn I saw when and it was not when, it wasContinue reading “I am and I am not.”

When will the humanity rise?

When world lies and sun dies I say to myself When will the humanity rise? Maybe with the first ray of sunshine or after the noon’s siesta. Sun pours the light into my pores saturates my being and whatnot I feel the purge and rejuvenation but my sight sees the illusion. How it hides theContinue reading “When will the humanity rise?”